Sep 06, 2004 20:53
So who wants to go to New Orleans to the Voodoo Music Fest with me on October? It's a Saturday....won't have to miss any classes...and NEW ORLEANS! =)
I'm thinking of dropping my Personal health class. Or I guess at this point it would have to be a withdrawl. Since I threw away the whole double major in health ed and psych thing, I don't even need the class. First of all, it's a lower level class, so it won't even count as an elective I need. On top of that, if I dropped it I would have a lot more of a flexible schedule for when I get a job. And on top of that, it won't feel like I'm taking the same two effing classes! Anyways, as long as I find out it doesn't affect my scholorships, it's GONE.
I love burning candles in my apartment. It makes me happy. And it smells good and it's all romantic and shit and then I realize that I don't have a man. haha. DAMNIT! I need to solve this problem.
I guess until this summer I forgot what it was like to have someone. Now I miss it. I guess that's the plus in NOT being in any sort of romantic relationship for so long. You forget how nice it is and then you're not phased by all the people surrounding you that seem so happy. Now I see all these couples walking around all happy and I wish I had someone. There's actually a guy in my health psych class(no, not the hot one) that seems kind of interested, but I am not. At all. He's always talking about getting drunk and I'm just like, *nods head* "that's nice...oh yeah. sounds like fun. Yep...great...alright then.."
*sigh*
Also, I didn't see my PDA whore this weekend. I was very sad. I just want to see him for a second. One little second. Ok, and I would like to talk to him and then have sex with him, but you know....
Kidding.
MAN! I DO NOT want to study for my bio psych test.
OH MY GOD. After that horrible visit to the doctor a few weeks ago, my doctor said she would ONLY call if there was something wrong with my tests that required immediate attention. If not, then you know I have to go back in however many months and check up with everything.
So, I walk in the door on Friday night and start listening to the messages on the machine..And one was her! I had never felt so scared in my whole life, because never has a doctor called after an appointment, unless something was serious. I think all the color drained from my face because my mom walked in and thought I was about to pass out. I don't know what I thought she was going to say, but I could just see myself as one of those rare young people that has some terminal illness. I've always been scared because I've always been weak.
ANYWAYS, SHE JUST WANTED TO KNOW IF I WAS DOING OK, BUT IT TOOK HER LIKE 5 FUCKING MINUTES BEFORE SHE SAID THAT. d;sfljflkfgjfkdhgkfdhbgkhjg'fd
*faints*
AHHHH!!! Anyways, everything is ok, thank god.
Today was fun. I ate donuts, a cheeseburger, and popcorn. I feel ill. My mom and I went to see that "without a paddle" movie, since NOTHING WAS OPEN besides the movie theatre. It was actually pretty funny. I've always liked Seth Green. He's adorable. And stupid guys are always fun to laugh at. Like Jackass! WOO! <3
I've dragged this on long enough. haha. I'm PROCRASTINATING. Bad BAD Kelly.
Oh well. BYE!!!!!